Zhan Ranming is sincere

The body is flexible and rigid, the flowers are full of orchids, and the roots are formed to establish the roots. The spirit is flourishing in the blue clouds, and the yin and yang are luxuriant. The smile is full of words. Looking at it from a distance, the smoke and candle are like Danxia shining on the blue sky. Looking at it from a close distance, Ye is like a hibiscus appreciating a green spring, with luxuriant green leaves, shining brightly, like a tree of pearls and jade, and like a tree of Jingsu.This is Hemerocallis, also called Forget Worry Grass, Jiesi Grass, and Healing Sorrow Grass.

The six-petaled tender yellow flower bud in the masked man's hand exudes a faint fragrance. It is a rare Xiangxuan, also called Jinxuan.

Mo Mingwu stood face to face with him on the roof ridge. The two fought all the way from the main hall and moved out of the yard, and flew to the roof ridge before stopping.Because he didn't notice the slightest killing intent from the masked man from the beginning to the end, he never used his strength to fight the masked man.

He reached out to take the golden day lily, and asked, "Are you Xiao Nanfeng? You have tracked down our whereabouts from the beginning, and you want to treat my golden day lily?"

The masked man didn't make a sound, just stood there with his head down, neither affirming nor denying.

Mo Mingwu took another step forward and said: "Your wife Liu Ruyi is safe now, I have entrusted her to the care of the Ci Enzong, and there is no danger for the time being."

The masked man nodded slightly, as if to thank him.

Mo Mingwu could see that the masked man was unwilling to talk in detail, so he changed the subject and said: "I know that the person behind is looking for you and wants your life. Now you are taking the risk of sending me medicine. I thank you here. Maybe you I can’t reveal the identity of the person behind it, but I’m afraid I’ll be in his pocket if I’m being targeted by him now. The enemy is in the dark and I’m in the light, which is very bad for me. If there is any clue, I must take the initiative right."

Seeing his unwavering clear eyes, the masked man clenched his fists and then loosened them, and finally threw a parchment at him, then turned around and disappeared into the black mist without a sound.

At this moment, Boy Fan and Monk Xuxu had already dealt with the dozens of stalking cat spirits that emerged, and they also jumped onto the ridge of the roof.

Fan boy looked around and asked, "What about the old woman?"

Mo Mingwudao: "It's a man dressed up. He is wearing a black robe and a white mask. He is tall and has good skills. His swordsmanship is very similar to that of the Huayan Sect Master Qin. I suspect that he is the eldest son of Xiaojiazhuang Xiao Nanfeng. But he didn't admit it."

"What?!" Fan Tongzi slipped his foot and almost fell off the roof, but was supported by Monk Xuxu with his arms from behind.

"He is not our enemy. He didn't kill me. He just lured me up and gave me something."

"What is it?" Boy Fan leaned over to look at the parchment in his hand, "Take it apart and have a look!"

Mo Mingwu spread out the parchment, on which a simple map was drawn in black ink, and two lines of small characters were written below the map:

Hemerocallis ghost needle, cleverly seizes shark poison.

Soldiers provide divine talismans, and life continues concentrically.

He fixed his eyebrows and rubbed the parchment with his fingertips, then raised his eyes to look at the boy Fan and said, "Xiao Nanfeng is no longer a living person, and we can't believe everything about him. Let's go back to Taiyi Mountain first and ask Feng Lingze's detoxification method may have the answer."

Fan Tongzi said: "I don't know what he wrote, anyway, it's a way to get rid of the poison of the mermaid, so that's good! We don't have to toss about it. After all, that person is really not a living person, I feel There is less than a trace of anger. It may be a corpse controlled by evil law."

Mo Mingwu agreed: "That's right, but I can't see the red lines all over his body, so it shouldn't be the soul-destroying puppet technique."

The false monk spoke: "The poor monk has heard that there is a kind of dying person with great resentment who can use his strong will and spiritual power to drive the living soul out of the body, enter another living body, and control other living bodies."

Fan boy asked: "You mean the soul goes out of the body? And then possesses someone else? I know that!"

Mo Mingwudao: "The person behind the scenes made a mistake when he killed Xiao Nanfeng. He appeared to be dead, but in fact his soul was out of his body. That person was vicious and used to controlling the living dead with the soul puppet technique. Seeing Xiao Nanfeng's corpse If you can't capture the soul, you will guess that his soul has left the body. Xiao Nanfeng has seen the true face of that person, and that person must not let Xiao Nanfeng's living soul exist in the world."

Boy Fan suddenly realized: "Oh, no wonder you always say that Xiao Nanfeng has been hunted down, so that's what you mean. So Xiao Nanfeng's living soul is now parasitic in a corpse wearing a black robe? It sounds like Why is it so familiar?"

"Soul-thirsty blood corpse..." Mo Mingwu murmured.

"You mean Yama? The leader of the Soul Devourer Sect? How... how is it possible?" Fan boy had goosebumps all over his body, and he added weakly, "I think, the three of us together beat each other. But a Yama..."

Mo Mingwu looked at him with a cowardly expression and was speechless.

Monk Xuxu hurriedly said: "The poor monk will swear to protect the soul boy to the death, so as not to let you hurt a single hair."

Boy Fan raised his hand to pat his bald head and said in comfort, "Okay! The sky will fall and you'll have to rely on you tall guys to support it, haha."

Mo Mingwu shook his head and said: "It's not Yama." After speaking, he flew down the roof with a whoosh, glanced into the hall, and saw that Yun Qingqing had passed out from the pain, so he stepped forward and carried her from the hall out.

The two Fan boys also came, and the three walked down the mountain side by side.Cen Da and Cen Er had been waiting for them on the boat.Seeing that Yun Qingqing was seriously injured, she asked in surprise, "Why is the girl injured? What happened on the mountain?"

Mo Mingwu put Yun Qingqing on the shelf in the cabin, and replied: "It's okay, let's sail quickly, we are in a hurry to send to the doctor."

"Yes, son."

Yun Qingqing lay flat there, her breathing accelerated, her complexion was pale, the eyeballs under her eyelids were moving, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.

Fan boy shouted: "She is trapped!"

Mo Mingwu checked the wounds on her arm, there were three in total, the most serious wound was wide open, but the blood had already congealed.

He told Fan Tongzi and the two to stand back, lit a ghost-expelling talisman and put it in the clear water in the cup, dipped his fingertips in the talisman water and flicked it between her eyebrows and said: "This water is extraordinary water. A little bit is in the inkstone. Clouds and rains come in a moment, the sick swallow it, all diseases will be cured, evil spirits will be smashed, hurry like a law, order!"

Wisps of black air emerged from between Yun Qingqing's eyebrows, turning into the shadow of a cat in the air.

"Cat spirit!" Fan Tongzi was about to make a move when the vajra monk next to him flashed out the demon-subduing vajra and pierced the cat spirit as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Amitabha!" the vain monk clasped his hands together and said, "Evil people who harm a sage are like looking up to the sky and spitting. The saliva does not reach the sky, and they fall from themselves. The dust is blown against the wind, and the dust does not reach the other side, but it is also on the body. The virtuous cannot be destroyed, and the disaster will be inevitable." Destroy yourself."

Boy Fan finally realized something was wrong: "It's strange, if Xiao Nanfeng is on our side, why did he appear together with the evil cat spirit? He also asked the cat spirit to take advantage of others and almost kill Miss Yun."

Mo Mingwu looked at him and said slowly: "The old woman was originally a minion sent by the evil spirit, but was replaced by Xiao Nanfeng. He killed the old woman first, and then pretended to be the old woman to deceive the cat spirit. He has fooled the evil spirits, and he can't care if there are victims here."

Boy Fan couldn't help but spit and said: "Xiao Nanfeng is still the young master Xiao who wielded his sword to the end of the world and was righteous? Why do you tolerate cat spirits harming people?"

Mo Mingwu said with a sullen face: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent. They regard all things as dogs, honor them when they are used, and discard them like a bag after use. Let their prosperity go to decline. This person has experienced family ruin and homelessness for decades. As an evil thing, he must be punished." Zhengdao spurned and chased him, and changed from a swordsman praised by everyone to a rat crossing the street, how much kindness and gratitude do you think he still has in his heart?"

Hearing these words, Fan Tongzi didn't say anything, and only frowned slightly.Monk Xuxu was busy giving medicine to Yun Qingqing.

The three of them took Yun Qingqing from the waterway to the land road, and ran non-stop all the way to Taiyi Mountain in the Qinling Mountains.

When passing by the Kongshan Hall, he didn't even bother to greet the three elders, so Mo Mingwu greeted the young disciple at the door, and then hurried into the Shangshan Hall.Climbing up the steps, I happened to see a gentle and handsome young man in green clothes coming out of the mountain gate. Mo Mingwu went forward and grabbed him: "Zhong Ziqing! Where is your family's uncle? Tell me!"

The young man smiled like a flower: "Brother Ming Wu! You are finally back!"

Mo Mingwu saw that his shy little face was red and cute like an apple, and couldn't help stretching out his claws to pinch it: "Ziqing, why are you so cute? When flowers bloom, everyone loves them." ~"

Fan Boy, who doesn't think it's a big deal, also stepped in and participated in it, extending his claws to the innocent kid Zhong Ziqing.

"It hurts, it hurts... you hold your hands high, don't pinch me..." Zhong Ziqing endured the pain and begged for mercy.

"Hey!" Mo Mingwu turned his head and saw that standing behind him was Feng Lingze, a gentle young man with silver hair like frost and snow and eyes like bright moon. Shaking his head, he said, "You, nonsense."

Mo Ming smiled brightly, supported Feng Lingze's arms to carefully examine his face, and hurriedly pulled him into the wing: "Come here."

The next few people wanted to follow, but Mo Ming did not turn his head and said: "You can do whatever you want! Don't come in and disturb us!"

Boy Fan stopped, put his hands on his hips and smacked his lips: "Tsk tsk tsk! How shameless! Mo Mingwu! There is such a bastard who loves relatives and friends like you! Damn!"

Zhong Ziqing took two steps forward and then two steps back: "This...others are not allowed to enter the wing of my uncle! This is the rule!"

Boy Fan laughed, knocked on his wooden head and said: "You little idiot, how can you Mingwu senior brother be regarded as 'someone else'! They are Xiao Bie Sheng's newlyweds, so let's not bother them with ignorance. If that brat, Ming Wu, insults me twice, I will lose more than I gain. What, you little idiot, hurry up and prepare some food and drink, we have been miserable at sea for the past two days, and we are so hungry that our chests stick to our backs!"

"Didn't you eat grilled fish?" Monk Xuxu reminded him following the advice of monks not to tell lies.

"Is that enough to get between your teeth? You idiot! Be quick!"

"Yes! Please wait a moment, both of you." Zhong Ziqing clasped his fists in salute and ran away.

Boy Fan looked at his burning red ears and laughed loudly: "This little idiot... ha ha ha ha... I haven't seen the relationship between Mingwu and the medical saint until now... I'm dying of laughter!"

He laughed for a long time before thinking of Yun Qingqing, who was seriously injured, and asked Monk Xuxu with a dry cough: "Well, Xuxu, where is Miss Yun? I forgot about it... Don't have an accident in Taiyi Mountain, ass It's still clean."

Monk Xuxu replied embarrassingly: "Yes, just now I have asked the little masters in Shangshan Hall to arrange a rest room, and I have asked Shangshan Daoist to help."

"That's good. Let's go for the delicious food and the spicy food! Let's go!" Fan Boy pulled Monk Xuxu away.

It was the first time for Mo Mingwu to come to the inner hall of the Shangshan Temple, and Lian Yunxuan, the sleeping hall of the medical saint Feng Lingze, was at the innermost.

In the Lianyun Pavilion, ebony wood is used as beams, crystal jade is used as lamps, a six-foot-wide bed of agarwood wood is hung with Xiaying veils embroidered with silver threads, a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones is placed on the desk, and one west wall is covered with It is a medical book. The whole room is chic and elegant, exuding a faint fragrance of Chinese herbal medicine.

Mo Mingwu closed the door with no backhand, pulled Feng Lingze to sit on the side of the bed, and asked, "How is your injury? Show me quickly!"

Feng Lingze didn't answer immediately, but stretched out his cold fingers to catch his pulse: "Are you injured?"

Mo Mingwu grabbed his hand and said: "I'm not injured, don't interrupt, show me quickly, if you don't take it off, I'll take it off for you." Then he tore off the jade belt around Feng Lingze's waist with one hand, Unbutton Feng Lingze's skirt.

Feng Lingze took off his shirt in two or three strokes, revealing a hideous scar on his chest, because the scar was gradually fading due to the application of ointment, because he had icy muscles and bones, as smooth as jade, and a little scar was very obvious.Holding his breath, he carefully stretched out his fingers to touch the scar as if he was afraid that it would break if touched, and said in a low voice, "It's all my fault for making you suffer."

Feng Lingze held his trembling fingers, looked straight into his eyes and said, "It's over. I'm not afraid of suffering, I'm afraid of your suffering."

Mo Mingwu's eyes were sour, and he was speechless after staring at him for a long time.

He also looked at the wound where he was bitten by the merman. Fortunately, the toxin did not spread, only lurking on his shoulder.

Mo Mingwu hastily took out a red sesame herb wrapped in silk and a white jade bottle from his arms, and told him the past few days: "We landed on the ghost volcanic island in the East China Sea. In order to avoid the flock of strange birds, I jumped into the lake at the bottom of the valley, and the lake led to a cold pool in the ground. Afterwards, I accidentally rescued the divine beast, the water unicorn, which was poisoned by ghosts. The three monks flew eastward all the way. At dawn, I was the only one who suddenly got out of my body, and somehow floated to a floating island that looked like Zuzhou, surrounded by the four spirits of the sky, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. , Wreathed in clouds and mist, shone in the sun, it is really like a fairyland. Under the guidance of the water unicorn, I found the red sesame grass and the clear spring to make wine in the valley. If you take it together, it will definitely cure the shark poison."

Feng Lingze took the Chizhicao to inspect its shape, color, and taste, and nodded slightly: "It is indeed consistent with the characteristics of the Resurrection Grass described by my master."

He got up and put the red sesame grass on the desk, pushed out a stream of pure zhenqi from his palm to turn it into powder, then poured the red sesame grass powder into Qingquan brewing wine and mixed it together.There was a chirping sound from the white jade bottle, followed by a clear scent of medicine.He raised his head and took a drink, swallowing the medicine in one gulp.

Mo Mingwu clenched his fists and pursed his lips, standing in front of him nervously, staring at his face and his shoulder.

Feng Lingze calmly endured the scorching sensation on the skin caused by the merman poison receding bit by bit in his body, but Mo Mingwu saw the red sesame grass on a large piece of redness and heat on his fair shoulder. Severe burning pain from detoxification.Mo Mingwu stepped forward and hugged him, his fingers trembling violently, as if they were hurting himself.Feng Lingze let him hold him, and even freed his arm to pat his back lightly to reassure him.

In the time of a cup of tea, the merman poison hidden deep in the body was completely removed, and the wound on the shoulder was also intact and white as before.

"I'm fine. Look." Feng Lingze gently pushed him away.

Mo Mingwu touched it and asked, "Does it still hurt? You suffered..."

Feng Lingze smiled slightly: "It doesn't hurt. Thank you for risking your life to find medicine for me."

Mo Mingwu shook his head, looked up at him, and said seriously, "I said something to you the day I left."

"what?"

"As long as I, Mo Mingwu, come back alive, I would like to be with you forever and stay together for a lifetime."

Feng Lingze's black eyes, as deep and vast as the night sky, seemed to flow with bright stars, and a little smile made them more radiant, bright and moving.

He didn't say anything, but slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and then tightly embraced the lover in front of him, whose eyes were full of affection.

"May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean! I only hope that the king's heart is like my heart, and I will definitely live up to my love."

With a thought, there are thousands of rivers and mountains.

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